Venetian Shoes...

So I've said many times before here, that my mother's side of the family came - in recent times(!) - from Venice, and in fact, my own grandfather ran the Cafe Florian there before WWII.

He was finishing his studies as a doctor in Belgium when the war really got going and he hopped on a ship and ended up in Melbourne Australia. His own first cousins were on the same ship in furs and finery and he was already a pretty independent guy but there was this 'issue' see, because that side were thought of by the 'good side' as having more or less collaborated with the Nazis on account one sister and one brother ran off with these Germans, literally whose fathers were SS officers in the Eastern Mediterranean somewhere.

This is 'Valentino's' here in Australia.
It was named after my grandfather's first
cousin 'Angelo Valentine-something or other I cannot
say here.' And he himself was named after an ancestor
who ran the Cafe Florian in Venice at one time.
Okay, so it happened (this thing above) to also have 
been an 'officially tolerated illegal gaming house.'
And the real story to that is something the
government here would need to guarantee
me and all the other families involved
that they will not lie about. Well
that's never gonna happen, is it!

But the other thing was they had a huge business dealing in furs, I'm pretty sure, and there was a cracking trade for that of course because, well, all the military everywhere required a significant supply of it. So they were very wealthy where so many others from the same places were really starving, literally, I guess.

...Shouldn't really go into any of that affair because, hey, these 'fur businesses' or what they morphed into, are very much still around and I don't know, I personally would not have had a problem selling furs to someone who paid me if I have furs. It's just I don't have any furs.

Hell there is no honor these days anyway among thieves - if you had furs and some government wanted them, well they'd just steal them from you. And if it happened to be that serious craft-skill was needed, well they'd have 'slaves' to do that same as they do now with everything else.

You know the trouble with actually having super wealthy family and not being all that estranged from them - is this kind of thing: one member of that family I was telling you about, met my very young son and lavished a certain amount of attention on him and then luckily he went back to Sydney or Melbourne or someplace.

Why 'luckily?' Well, he was literally the guy who single-handedly sailed half way around the world then highly prominent Australian drug king-pin Tony Mokbel as his contraband human cargo to Athens in a tiny yacht.

Now given that around that time we (all our business partners here and active 'good side' family) were getting a bit too close to MI6's grossly improper dealings right here, and subsequently with the AFP (Australian Feds) running interference for them and running into us while they were doing it - it just would have been too much of a gift for them had they known anything about my own non-existent association 'links' albeit actual personal knowledge of things that had gone down with Mokbel via related old 'Greek sailor-guy...'

Goodness me.

Whew.

Those non-existent links would have been turned into absolute iron-clad association right fast.

See these are all legalese terms: 'association,' 'links' 'knowledge of...' 

Ladies Venetian shoes.
Not these type of shoes.
I don't wear these type of shoes!

I have two pairs, currently, of Venetian shoes.They may be worn by men, they may be worn by women. But they are not usually intended to be worn outdoors.

A few people still use them professionally around the world these days... ...I imagine.

Do they have any idea what they mean?

No way.

Seriously I want you all to make a lot of money.

You can do it. 

The world that you know is coming to an end. In the sense that this 'stanza' is coming to an end and the curtains are about to be drawn on things.

Blind Freddy would know it.

You don't need to stick a brass bowl on a metal tripod and conjure up the spirits of Nostradamus.

I'm trying to organize the 'way' such that nothing entailed, is so impossibly frightening or difficult to accomplish for you.

Snows in Venice in winter, see.
You can't go around in 'slippers'
outside. And it can be wet anyway
the rest of the year too.

You know very well, those who have been here for a while, that we said - 'this is 2 dollars, then 20 dollars then it was running very fast at 300 dollars...!'

And now today that thing is 3000 dollars. I can't afford it! Can you??

Well, we can't go back and hope lightning strikes twice in the same place, now can we. But we certainly know that we will be able to 'see' ahead as the new lightning strike happens.

...And all we need for lighting, is a lot of heavy dark clouds. And the Valkyries riding overhead.

I'm not sure, but I think, they are allowed to wield their Father's lighting spear. Have to look it up again.

Is it going to happen for sure? Yes it is already happening for absolutely sure. What does it say in the caption below my pic here? You think that was coincidence way back when your friends the Vaettir insisted I make this Blog?? I'm not personally going to challenge the 'friend' of a lot of humans - the so-called (fake) 'god of war...' Make sure he's not your friend, though. Because for one thing, he is not any kind of 'god,' and not of war, especially!